Just Monika

Shifters have come out of hiding. Not all of them are good, but its not just the shifters that are the bad guys anymore. I was only 12 years old when the announcement came over the news. I had no clue what a shifter was but I knew I was just human. Until I met him. The only one who made me doubt everything I had been taught and made me realize what type of world we really live in.

Nickolas had just one thought in his head as he beheld his princess. How much he wanted to make her suffer, how much he wanted to watch her crumble and her world collapse around her just as his, had. She was the only lady he had ever loved and the only one who has rejected him to run to her rich daddy. He knew her secret now and he was going to expose it.

I bought a handsome, aloof incubus online. But he wouldn't stop making that low humming sound, just standing there, staring at me in silence. His body was burning hot. Worried he might be sick, I hurried to contact customer service. After listening to my description, the person on the other end went quiet for a moment. Then they said, "Um... is it possible that your incubus isn't sick—he's just starving, maybe wanting to kiss you, or... do something else?"

It was just a one-night mistake, and their lives changed forever.   Could love blossom in a way that you never expected?

"Truly, I am dangerous but it is nothing for you to fear." He said, tossing away the head of the vampire he had just yanked out and was still dripping with blood, while he moved closer to her. "Why?" She asked, trying her best to sound bold. "Because I am yours." *** Maybe if someone had showed Ivy what the future would hold if she decided to go to a nightclub a night before her arranged wedding, throw the word 'mine' to the first greek god she sees and have a one night stand with that stupidly rich greek god, maybe she would have just accepted her fate, stayed home and gone to her arranged wedding in the morning to pay up her father's debt. But no fortune teller had warned her and so she did all the above. Now here comes the consequences. Some are bad, some are spicy and some are just mysteriously unexpected.

At the New Year's party, my pineapple juice is swapped for beer. To make things worse, I've just taken cephalexin, which shouldn't be mixed with alcohol. After barely surviving the ordeal, I am shocked to see my husband, Harry Grant, defending Sally Lane, who was responsible for the mix-up. "Can we please just let it go? She didn't do it on purpose," Harry pleads. However, I'm not about to forgive Sally, especially given how sketchy her relationship with my husband has always been. But Harry cuts me off with a scowl, "Enough! She's just graduated and doesn't know any better. "What's the point of holding a grudge? Do you really want to ruin her life to feel better?" he asks, clearly trying to protect her. As I watch him stand by her, my heart sinks. "Fine then, go live with her."

Tiara, the first daughter of the Alpha of the MoonCrown Pack, Alpha Darius, is treated worse than a slave by those who should be her people. She is constantly abused by her stepmother and step-sister who make her scrub the pack house and go about in rags. Just because she bears a mark that makes her different from everyone else. They tell her of the doom that accompanied the day she was born. They remind her that she's a cursed werewolf and has no place among the members of her pack. Even Tiara's mate rejects her and goes for her stepsister. When Nicholas Drucker, Alpha of a powerful pack first finds Tiara in the woods, she doesn't think this is the beginning of a tale of a love so forbidden her family would stand against. But with his presence, Tiara might just find new reasons to live. And to be in the strong arms of Alpha Nicholas, a girl as weak as Tiara might just do anything.

The day Jack Prescott's family went "bankrupt," he dumped me on the spot. "My mom's house is getting auctioned. I don't want you dragged into this." I actually bought it. Went against my family and stuck by him, slinging street food just to scrape by. "Don't stress. I'll help you buy it back." Three years of nonstop work—burn scars up and down my arms—and I finally scraped together a small fortune. The day we were supposed to sign the papers, I caught him on the phone. "Jack, you coming back?" some guy asked. Jack flicked his cigarette, all smug. "What's the rush? I'm still milking this sad little simp. She's totally whipped. It just keeps getting funnier." All that time, all that love? Just a joke to him.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The moment I closed my eyes for that first kiss, I suddenly remembered how I fantasized about marrying Lucas Sandoval. I recalled when I aimed to have a complete and a happy family and how willing I am to spend a lifetime with him. I felt a tear fell from my eyes as I felt his lips against mine, as I have realized that I just rather want to die right now in front of everyone than to live with him. Before, I was dying just to be with him. Now, I am literally dying for being with him. I dreamt about walking down the aisle to be with my love. Now, I just want to run away from him and never come back. I once prayed to be part of his life. Now I am— his battered wife.

He lost his memory. She lost her heart. Now, the past wants them both dead. When Amara Kane pulls a wounded stranger from a burning car, she doesn’t expect him to be Liam Steele—billionaire tech heir, missing CEO, and the man with a target on his back. With no memory of who he is or who wants him dead, Liam finds himself hiding in the one place no one would expect: her tiny apartment. What starts as survival quickly turns into something deeper. Secrets unravel. Passion ignites. And just when Liam proposes and Amara dares to believe in love again… he vanishes without a word—leaving her pregnant and alone. But Liam didn’t just leave. He was taken. Now, Amara must face the truth: she’s not just protecting their unborn child—she’s holding the key to a conspiracy worth killing for.